God has come to love me this morning

drying my tears one by one,

silently climbing the ladder of my soul

raising a prayer to the Virgin rose of my soul 

 

He loved me!

 

Expelling the orphanhood from my hands,

the sand of agony that filled my mouth,

the copper lodged in my eyes worn-out by tears,

and that's when I felt Him by my side.

 

... And He gave me a way to my path,

because before my eyes He is the light

that enlightens my darkest pathways

 

God has come to love me this morning,

creating dialogue to my doings and dressing my words;

my hands are fed by Him because I live within His heart

and will always be beside Him

and exist without feeling abandoned

 

... I can say that it has left my hopes alive,

He enters into my hours,

taking my goals that seem impossible

and multiplies them into flowery fragments

till success is reached.

 

God has come to love me this morning.

 

©Noris Roberts